Soloumane ea Gesami 2
1 Na da soge ale ifa mosoi Sia: lane sogega bugi agoai. Amola na da ‘lili’ mosoi goumi fago ganodini aligi agoai.” Dunu da amane sia: sa,
[SHE] I am The meadow-saffron of Sharon, The lily of the valleys.
2 “Na dogolegei! Di da uda gilisisu amo ganodini, ‘lili’ mosoi noga: iwane, aya: gaga: nomei gigisi ganodini agoai ba: sa.” Uda da amane sia: sa,
[HE] As a lily among thorns, So, is my fair one, among the daughters!
3 “Na dogolegei da dunu eno gilisi amoga ‘a: bele’ ifa noga: i amo iwilaga aligi ifa ganodini bugi agoai ba: sa. Na da ea baba ganodini fimusa: hanai gala. Amola ea fage legei da nama hedaidafa gala.
[SHE] As an apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So, is my beloved, among the sons: In his shade, I greatly delighted and sat down, And, his fruit, was sweet to my taste.
4 E da na ea lolo nabe diasuga oule misi. Amola e da ea gosagisu abula amo na dedeboma: ne, hiougili gadoi. Ea gosagisu da sasagesu hou.
He hath brought me into the house of wine, and, his banner over me, is love.
5 Na da bu gasa lama: ne, hafoga: i waini fage nama ima. Na bu obeagima: ne, ‘a: bele’ fage nama ima. Na da sasagesu hou ha: giwane hamobeba: le, gasa hamedei gala.
Sustain me with raisin-cakes, refresh me with apples, —for sick with love, I am.
6 Ea fofadi lobo da na dialumaha diala, amola ea lobodafa da na sogoba: le nonogosa.
His left hand under my head, then, his right hand, embraceth me!
7 Yelusaleme uda, dilia! Hehenasu ‘dia’ gebo amola ‘gasele dia’ gebo ilia houba: le, sia: dafawaneyale ilegema. Ania sasagesu gilisili fibi hou mae hedofama: ne sia: ma!” Uda da amane sia: i,
[HE] I adjure you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or by the hinds of the field, —That ye wake not, nor arouse, the dear love until she please!
8 “Na da na sasagesu dunu ea sia: be naba. E da goumi da: iya giadofale hehenaiya manebe. E da agolo da: iya giadofale nama manebe.
[SHE] The voice of my beloved! Lo! here he cometh, —leaping over the mountains, skipping over the hills.
9 Na sasagesu dunu da ‘gasele’ dia agoai ba: sa. E da waha debe ‘dia’ gawali agoai gala. E da dobea fei bega: aligisa. E da fo logo agei gelabodiliaga ba: sa. E da ifa gigiadomai gelabodiliaga ba: sa.
Resembleth, my beloved, a gazelle, or a young stag, —Lo! here he is, standing behind our wall, looking in at the windows, peeping in at the lattice.
10 Na sasagesu dunu da nama sia: sa.” Dunu da amane sia: i, “Na dogolei! Misa! Ani ahoa: di!
Responded my beloved, and said to me, —Rise up! my fair—my beautiful—one, and come away,
11 Anegagi oubi da yolei. Gibu amola da yolei.
For lo, the winter, is past, —the rain, is over, [and] gone;
12 Sogega mosoi da falegai dagoi. Wali da gesami hea: su esoha. Moifufui amoga ‘dafe’ sio da gesami hea: lala.
The flowers, have appeared in the earth, the time of the spring-song, hath come, —and, the voice of the turtle, is heard in our land;
13 Figi fage da muni yosa. Efe mosoi da falegabeba: le, hisi da gabusiga: agoai naba. Na dogolegei! Misa! Ani ahoa: di!
The fig-tree, hath spiced her green figs, and, the vines—all blossom, yield fragrance, —Rise up! my fair—my beautiful—one, and come away!
14 Di da ‘dafe’ sio amo da igi bagade gouda: i gala: i adobo amo ganodini wamoaligisa agoane ba: sa. Dia odagi noga: idafa, na da ba: ma: ma. Dia sia: noga: idafa na da nabima: ma.
[HE] O my dove! In the retreats of the crag, in the hiding-place of the terrace, Let me see thy form, Let me hear thy voice, —For, thy voice, is sweet, and, thy form, comely.
15 Fogisi wa: me da waini sagai sogea heda: i amo wadela: lesisa: besa: le, ili seba: ma.” Uda da amane sia: i,
[BOTH] Take ye for us, the foxes, the little foxes that are spoiling the vines, —and, our vines, are all blossom!
16 “Na sasagesu dunu da na: Amola na da ea: E da ea sibi wa: i amo ‘lili’ bugiga ha: i manu ianeawane,
[SHE] My beloved, is, mine, and, I, am, his, he that pastureth among lilies!
17 hahabe fo da fulabosea amola gasi da alalolesi ba: sea fawane yolesisa. Na dogolegei! Buhagima! ‘Gasele dia’ ohe agoane amola ‘dia’ gawali amo da Bidia goumi alelaloi amoga esala agoane, buhagima.
Until the day, breathe, and the shadows, be lengthened, Again, liken thyself, my beloved, to a gazelle, or to a young stag, upon the cleft mountains.
